CHAPTER 75: 69. BE GOOD, SHOW ME THE REAL YOU (4 UPDATES 3)_3

In the mysterious depths of fate, the Child Wife Case of Yanwu Square and the murder case of Zhou Guanghan at Kangchuan University became enigmatically intertwined.

Shi Nian’s thoughts concluded just as she reached the end of the corridor. The campus police office was located at the other end of the hallway.

Seeing her enter with clear, bright eyes, Sean, the campus officer who had been watching her from the window, was taken aback. He couldn’t help but wave his hand in front of Shi Nian’s eyes. Only after confirming that her pupils followed his hand’s movements did he awkwardly smile.

"So you can see after all."

Shi Nian carefully observed the campus officer: Sean was a white man in his forties, tall and thin, with a slight hunch. His blonde hair, somewhat dry, stuck out like straw from the edge of his police cap. His gray eyes could change to gray-blue with emotional shifts.

He gestured towards the window: "That corridor is a good 40 meters long, and you closed your eyes almost from the doorway as you walked over. You only reached out to touch the walls three times along the way, yet you didn’t bump into anything. I thought you were... sorry."

Shi Nian laughed: "You thought I was blind, right?"

"Please don’t take offense." She tilted her head: "It’s because I once lived in darkness for a period of time. Though my eyes were there, it was as if they weren’t, so I adapted to walking without relying on sight. Even when I returned to the world of light, I didn’t run into things while walking with my eyes closed."

"Oh, that’s quite a skill." Sean was genuinely surprised: "Why would you live in darkness with perfectly fine eyes? Was it a special survival training, or something else?"

Shi Nian didn’t want to elaborate, only smiled: "No, it wasn’t."

Seeing Shi Nian avoiding the topic, Sean awkwardly fell silent for a moment. A scene floated into his mind, compelling him to speak: "Miss, your skill reminds me of an officer. That officer would wear sunglasses in a dimly lit room. He didn’t look at the corpses and crime scenes with his eyes, but felt them with his hands. At that time, I also nearly thought that officer was blind and wondered when the police department had become so strapped for funds to even hire a blind officer."

Shi Nian couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow: "Which officer might that be?"

The campus officer thought for a moment: "It seems to be someone with the surname Tang..."

Shi Nian tilted her head, her gaze passing through the slender, deep windows of the corridor, looking at the tall figure standing by the walkway outside.

In the ancient campus, the green trees were like umbrellas. He stood leisurely under the trees, squinting at the passing students, occasionally nodding with a smile or greeting them. She was sure he didn’t actually know them; he was just making his presence felt in this way. Perhaps next time, when he returns, he’d be mistaken for one of the familiar faces on campus, presumed to be a student at the university.

She was even more confident that the people he greeted weren’t just ordinary students but were carefully selected by him. For example, those walking out of this student dormitory or intending to walk into it—in other words, he was imprinting his presence into the memories of students residing in the same dormitory as Zhou Guanghan.

Clearly, it was for facilitating future investigations... how cunning.

Shi Nian couldn’t help but smile slightly: "Really, that’s quite interesting."

After a few words exchanged, the campus officer Sean did not relax his professional vigilance. The campus police system in M Country differed from the security hired within campuses in China. The campus police there were a branch of the police force, and all campus officers had undergone professional training to become fully qualified police officers.

Sean scrutinized Shi Nian and asked: "You look unfamiliar. You’re not a student from this dormitory, are you here to find someone?"

Shi Nian nodded, offering a timid smile: "I’m here to find an international student from China. His name is Zhou Guanghan."

Sean’s smile momentarily froze.

Shi Nian still pretended not to know, lowered her head shyly: "Could you tell me which room he lives in? I wonder if he has classes now. I came so suddenly, I didn’t even call him. But it was meant to be a surprise."

Sean felt somewhat awkward, then straightened up to scratch the back of his neck: "Uh, I’m really sorry... you’ve come at an unfortunate time. Zhou Guanghan has already, he’s no longer with us."

Shi Nian thought of Nisha, and recalled the moment when she suddenly heard Tang Yanqing say, "She is no longer in this world"...

Shi Nian’s body trembled heavily, her face drained of color, turning ghostly pale.

She lifted her sorrowful eyes, her lips trembling: "What did you say? You must be joking with me, right?"

Seeing her reaction, Sean couldn’t bear it either: "...It’s the truth. Coincidentally, the officer and the case I mentioned earlier were exactly about Zhou Guanghan. Even his remains have been taken away by the police."

Shi Nian cried silently, tears rolling down her cheeks. It seemed she might faint at any moment as she held onto Sean for support.

"How could this be? Last week during our video call, he was still beaming, telling me about all the wonderful things here. He even told me to hurry and come. But after I managed everything and came joyfully to him, he was already..."

Sean sighed softly, truly feeling sorry: "Miss, I’m really sorry."

Shi Nian raised her small face, her pallor and tear-streaked visage presented to Sean: "I beg of you, at least let me see his room. Let me see where he once lived, let me once again search for a trace of him."

Sean was very troubled: "You know, it’s a crime scene, and therefore restricted by the police."

Shi Nian tightly gripped Sean’s arms with both hands: "I know, a kind gentleman like you surely has a way to help me..."

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Zhou Guanghan’s room faced west. Entering at this time, the room was shrouded in darkness.

The room, perhaps not frequently ventilated, had a stronger scent of decaying wood than the corridor, and Shi Nian endured it, resisting the urge to cover her mouth and nose.

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[To be continued~]